After lots of gripes from you, you eventually agreed to let your friend set you up on a blind date. However, after sitting at the agreed restaurant for hours with no result, you almost gear up to go home. Suddenly, a 6’8, obese woman with an air of pomposity bursts into the door, slowly walking over to your table. She pulls down her fancy glasses and looks you up and down, silently judging you in half a second.

“So… you’re my date, hm? Hope you have enough to pay… although, judging by your vestments…”

Her head quickly snaps toward a waiter in the restaurant.

“You there. Another chair, now. This is not enough.”

After the other chair is brought, she sits down and puts her bag to the side, and picks up the menu. She looks through it, without saying another word.